Or Mom, if you'd like." Mom."My mother smiled. She looked ready to cry, sniffed and kind of shook it off."Well, you two got here earlier than I though...t. Dinner won't be ready for another 15 minutes." Where's Mary?" She's in her room. I don't think she's going to eat with us. She's not feeling very good." What's the matter?" She says her stomach hurts. Some kind of bug or something."Jill shot me a look like it was my fault my sister was sick. What the hell?"Do you mind if I talk to her? Jack's. A confident one."Maybe I want to throw myself in there." She simply said to her just as the clanking of the train started drawing closer. When the doors opened, she grinned at the sight. A train car full of the meanest, nastiest looking men. Men who were no doubt in local gangs, criminals even. She was in danger, she knew that for sure. Even a strong, independent woman like her would start to shake in fear at the feeling.And yet, she was also getting wet. She bit her lip. The danger, the. His hands rubbed my ass and squeezed it tightly. His tongue was exploring every crevice of my mouth and mine was doing the same. We broke off and went inside, I dropped by bag and had hardly enough time to look around before his tongue filled my mouth again.“I've waiting for this moment for ages” he said as his hand glided over my hardening nipples. “Me too” I replied, I could could feel his firm dick through his shorts, “I want this now” I demanded rubbing his dick.I fell to my knees and undid. ' He instructed again, his voice sterner with a little added menace.She slowly parted her lips, and with impatience he pushed his finger inside, tracing it over, upon and behind her teeth.'Suck it.'Claire hesitated, unsure where his finger had been and asked, slightly incoherently 'Do I have to?''Do I have to ask you again?' he questioned with a retorical tone.Understanding the meaning behind his question, she slowly closed her lips around his finger, and gently with apprehension sucked.'Suck.